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Søren did not draw his sword because this was an undead, a species of pure energy. It was completely invulnerable.
His choice was to close his eyes and rush madly towards the shrine three hundred meters away.
However, in just a moment, he was completely drowned by countless undead.
What was the way the undead attacked? They slammed into your body and then took away your soul, turning you into a walking corpse.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh..."
Hundreds of undead frantically attacked Søren.
In a moment, Søren's whole body was imprisoned, and he could not move at all.
This was because all his nerves and all his spirits were attacked by the undead. Therefore, he lost all connection between his brain and his body.
"Ah... Ouch..."
Countless ghostly wails and wolf howls rang in his heart and ears.
His body began to turn black, and after the blackness came decay.
Humans who were attacked by the undead would not only be scared out of their wits, but their whole body would also be infected with the aura of death. Their bones and flesh would rot, and they would become a walking corpse.
Then, his pupils changed color, gradually turning from dark brown to a terrible green.
Waves of black gas began to emerge from all over his body.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh..." Countless undead attacked frantically, biting and biting Søren's soul.
And the Eros in his body was frantically devouring the attack power of the undead.
Were the undead themselves energy? Could it be devoured?
They were energy, and they could be devoured! However, devouring negative energy would not only not increase Søren's cultivation base, but it would also melt the original energy.
Therefore, in order to save Søren's life, Eros frantically devoured the attack energy of the undead. At the same time, its stored Dragon Power and Spirit Power were constantly melting, like boiling water that was constantly being thrown into ice cubes, and the temperature of the water kept dropping.
Hundreds and thousands of undead attacked wildly!
If it were not for Eros, Søren's soul would have been destroyed a hundred times.
However, the energy stored in Eros was being consumed rapidly. Once the Dragon Power and Spirit Power stored in it were completely depleted, not only would Eros not be able to replenish Søren's energy, but it would also devour his energy.
When that time came, it would be Søren's death.
Moreover, there were more and more Revenants attacking, and Eros was completely overwhelmed. The Revenant energy absorbed per unit of time was no longer enough to protect Søren.
The black qi on Søren's body continued to spread and spread.
From the legs to the waist, to the chest, to the neck, to the face.
Once one's entire body was shrouded by the Death Qi, one would completely turn into a rotten zombie.
Even though he knew that this place was dangerous, he didn't expect it to be so terrifying. It was like hell.
The aura of death continued to spread, surpassing Søren's nostrils and eyes!
Three hundred meters away, the shrine began to emit a holy light, and all the undead instinctively avoided it.
As long as he entered the temple, he would be safe. However, to Søren, this short distance of 300 meters was like a long distance away.
It looked like it was about to spread all over his body and turn him into a rotten zombie.
At this moment, suddenly …
"Swoosh …" A purple-red sword ray burst out of the darkness, like a strong holy light sweeping through the darkness.
Wherever this sword light passed, all the undead would be reduced to ashes and smoke.
This sword ray shone on Søren's body, and suddenly the Revenants that were attached to his body and biting him screamed, then completely disappeared without a trace.
At the same time, Søren seemed to hear the roar of a Dragon, as if it came from beyond the Ninth Heaven, incomparably sacred and powerful.
This was the sound of a sword!
Immediately afterward, a figure stopped like lightning, grabbed Søren's body, and used the sword ray in his hand to cut a path of light among the countless Revenants. He grabbed Søren's body and quickly flew back into the temple 300 meters away.
Countless Revenants were fearless and madly chased after him.
However, as soon as they approached the door of the temple, they were completely turned into ashes.
Thus, these undead instinctively avoided it and surrounded the temple, screaming and screaming.
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After the figure rescued Søren back into the temple, he directly threw him on the ground.
The sword ray in his hand faded, turning into a dazzling, almost transparent sword.
In the world, Mystic Gold, Black Gold, and Platinum Gold all had a price, but Dragon Gold could only be found by chance. No matter how much Dragon Gold there was, it was a priceless treasure.
At this moment, this person was holding a Dragon Gold Sword in his hand.
After rescuing Søren, he glanced at him and casually threw him on the ground. He found a place in the temple and lay down comfortably, not caring much about Søren's life or death.
Once the Revenants stopped attacking, Eros continued to devour the death energy on Søren's body.
Soon, the black gas on Søren's body began to recede, from his eyes to his neck, chest, waist, thighs …
After about an hour, the black gas on his body completely receded.
Then, Søren's body regained its movement and warmth.
The scene just now was too terrifying. The feeling of being surrounded by death energy, unable to move, as if the coldness from hell had completely enveloped his body. That kind of coldness, that kind of aura of death, was really more terrifying than the world's worst nightmare.
If not for Eros, he would have died a hundred times, a thousand times.
"Eros, why didn't you tell me about the temple earlier and immediately enter the darkness after the sun set?" Søren asked in his heart.
Eros said, "Master, I am not omniscient. At least, after the sun set and immediately entered the darkness, I was completely unaware. Miss Meng Tuoluo obviously didn't know either, otherwise she would have remembered to tell you. "
Søren's heart was still fluttering with fear. He then looked at the figure in the center of the temple, who was currently lying down and sleeping.
The entire temple was empty, not even a chair, so he just lay on the ground with his back facing Søren.
He was the one who saved him just now. Because Søren was surrounded by death energy, he had completely lost his sight, so he couldn't see his face clearly. The only thing he could feel was a powerful holy energy.
Who was this person? How could he save him from countless death energy? Was he a grand cultivator from the Dragon Temple? Otherwise, how could he be so powerful?
Meng Tuoluo, Suo Hanyi, and the other Dragon Warriors were probably no match for him.
Søren got up and was about to bow to thank him for saving his life.
"I saved you because I saw that you are also a human. Don't thank me, and don't ask me who I am. You have secrets, and so do I. Don't ask. It's best to forget each other in the pugilistic world." The voice sounded.
This voice sounded a little strange, but he couldn't tell what was strange.
"Also, you stay in your corner, and I'll stay in mine. Don't go beyond the center line," the man said. "I don't like people getting close to me. I'll feel uncomfortable even ten meters away from them. It's best if you don't talk. I don't like hearing other people's voices either."
This person was very strange, and very arrogant.
Soran obeyed. He bowed three times to Roland's back and then lay down on the ground to rest.
"Master, this person is very, very strong," Eros said, "And he's holding a Golden Dragon Sword, of which there are no more than five in the world."
"A Golden Dragon Sword?" Søren asked, "How old is he?"
"I don't know, but he should be very young," Eros said, "He's shrouded in a mysterious and powerful energy that I can't detect."
Søren was very confused. Who is this person? There are only five Golden Dragon Swords in the world, but he actually has one, and his martial arts are very high.
Søren was brought here by Meng Tuoluo, but this person in front of him had undoubtedly come alone.
How f * cking awesome must he be to charge into the barbarians' territory alone?
"Master, rest well. We still have to continue our journey tomorrow morning," Eros said.
Søren nodded, then lay down on the ground, closed his eyes, and fell into a deep sleep.
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The next morning, Søren woke up in time to find that the person who saved him last night was nowhere to be found.
It seemed that he couldn't wait to leave at daybreak to avoid meeting him.
Søren didn't leave in a hurry. Instead, he walked out of the temple and began to observe his surroundings.
The sun had risen, and all the revenants had retreated into the ruins, where the sun couldn't reach.
The entire path returned to peace and tranquility.
Søren asked, "Eros, there are a total of sixteen temples. Which one is this?"
If he knew which temple it was, he would know the specific coordinates and how far he was from the temple.
"I don't know. You can carefully observe your surroundings to see if there are any signs in this temple," Eros said.
Søren began to carefully observe the temple, but it was just an ordinary building without any distinguishing features.
Moreover, there was one thing that Søren was curious about. These temples were clearly the territory of the Dragon's power. Why didn't the army of demonic descendants destroy the temple along with the temple when they offered up the city?
"Master, it doesn't matter if you can't find it," Eros said, "No one can enter this city except for you. You only need to listen to the call of your heart, and you will reach the destination. "
At that moment …
Suddenly, everything in front of Søren started to move and change.
The entire world was moving. The surrounding roads and ruins were all moving. It looked like they were moving in a disorderly manner.
If the area of dozens of miles was considered a street, then the scene in front of him was that the four blocks of the street were all moving with the temple as the center.
Søren was completely stunned!
What … what kind of power was driving this thing? Such a huge city was divided into many blocks, and each block was moving.
The only one that didn't move was the temple that Søren was in.
Now Søren understood why he couldn't reach the end of the road even though he was walking in a straight line yesterday. Moreover, he didn't repeat or return to the starting point.
This was the reason. Because at a specific time, the entire city would be divided into dozens of blocks and move in a disorderly and orderly manner.
In this way, even if he died, he would never be able to enter the temple in the center of the lake.
Not only that, but every single road in the city could become a terrifying killing machine. No wonder Søren found corpses on the left and right at the crossroads yesterday.
That was because the traps in this city were completely random. This road might be safe today, but it might be fatal tomorrow.
The bloody maze that day was to rely on this defense mechanism to prevent the army of demonic descendants from entering. But obviously, they had failed.
When Søren walked along the longitudinal road yesterday, he didn't feel any movement at all. That was because dozens of miles of blocks were moving at the same time, and it was completely silent and there was no vibration. In his field of vision, there was no static reference. It was like a train moving at a constant speed. The windows were all closed, and the passengers in the train couldn't feel themselves moving.
This was the mystery of the bloody maze. Without guidance, one would never be able to walk out of this maze.
Letting go of the horror in his heart, Søren continued forward.
However, he had to face a problem next. There were two directions after leaving the temple. Should he go left or right?
He closed his eyes again and calmed his heart completely.
"Right, right …" Sure enough, that enchanting voice rang out again.
Søren walked to the right. Sure enough, there was no danger along the way.
Just like that, Søren closed his eyes at every intersection and entered the reversed moon incantation. He calmed his mind and waited for the charming voice to guide him.
Just like that, he went deeper, deeper, deeper …
In one day, he didn't know how many miles he had walked, how many intersections he had passed, and how many times he had listened to the summons.
Dusk fell again, and the sun was about to set again.
This time, Søren learned his lesson and hurriedly looked for the next temple to avoid the terrifying dead souls.
At this moment, he couldn't help but wonder how his savior managed to escape the deadly traps in the city.
Following the charming voice's guidance, Søren got closer and closer to the next temple.
Suddenly, Eros's voice sounded, "Master, be careful, there's a barbarian."
Turning around, there was indeed a barbarian behind him. It was completely black, and its head was full of sharp barbs. Its eyes were ghostly yellow.
Søren didn't know which race it belonged to, but it was the same race as the barbarian that died the day before.
"Master, this is the Evil Lizard Tribe. Their bodies are covered with a layer of hard armor. It's difficult for ordinary swords and arrows to pierce through," Eros said.
At this time, the Evil Lizard Tribe warrior obviously noticed Søren and instantly turned into a black lightning bolt and rushed over.
Søren ran for his life toward the intersection on the right. At this time, he was only a hundred meters away from the next temple.
Using his full speed, Søren ran into the next temple.
However, the Evil Lizard Tribe warrior was even faster. He was originally four to five hundred meters behind Søren, but he rushed into the temple almost at the same time.
After entering the temple, he bared his sharp white teeth at Søren and grinned, "Human, it's actually a human. I'm just hungry. Human meat is the most fragrant. You should be proud to be in the stomach of I, Jianli."
Søren pulled out his sword and looked outside.
At this time, the sun had set, and the last ray of light had disappeared.
Soon, the undead would pour out of the street.
This Evil Lizard Tribe warrior called Jianli was at least a hundred times stronger than Søren. Otherwise, he wouldn't have dared to come to this place.
Therefore, Søren's only chance of survival was to rush out of the temple and lead him to the street, where countless undead would kill him.
Although in that case, he would have to suffer the hellish torture of being devoured by countless undead, it was better than being bitten to death immediately.
"Whoosh …" Søren rushed out of the temple.
However, before he left the temple, he couldn't move at all, as if he was completely imprisoned.
Then, the Jianli Barbarian sneered and approached step by step, "Such a weak human actually entered the Blood Shore Maze City? It's really strange. It seems that there's a traitor among the descendants of the devils. Tell me, who is the traitor who brought you to the Blood Shore Maze City? I must summon all the races to crusade against him. "
Søren's whole body was still imprisoned, and he couldn't move.
The barbarian was getting closer and closer, and the incomparably strong pressure made people almost unable to breathe.
"Tell me, and I won't kill you. I, the great heir of the Evil Lizard Tribe, keep your word." The Jianli was getting closer and closer, and the sharp teeth were less than a foot away from him.
Søren could already smell the terrible smell in its mouth.
This Blood Shore Maze City was really dangerous. Yesterday, he was almost swallowed by countless undead and became a walking corpse, and today, he was going to become meat in the stomach of the barbarian.
The Jianli's mouth was getting bigger and bigger, and finally completely exceeded his head, turning into a terrible bloody mouth.
"Whoosh …"
Another dazzling sword light directly pierced the throat of the Jianli Barbarian.
"Ow …" A stream of black blood gushed out.
This powerful Evil Lizard Tribe Jianli fell directly to the ground and died.
Then, a snow-white figure rushed into the temple.
It was him again. He saved Søren again.
At this time, Søren finally saw his appearance, and then his eyes lit up.
This was the first time he saw a man who was more beautiful than himself, the first time he saw such a beautiful man who made all men and women feel inferior.
The person in front of him was more handsome than all men and more beautiful than all women.
In that kind of heroic bearing, there was a special kind of enchanting beauty.
It was too enchanting for a man to be so beautiful. Whether it was men or women, they would be immersed in his stunning appearance.
Seeing Søren, he suddenly frowned slightly. Then, without saying a word, he entered the deepest part of the temple and lay down with his back to Søren, without any intention of talking.
Søren looked at his back carefully. As a man, his figure was also full of charm, with a thin waist and long legs, and women felt inferior.
Facing his back, Søren bowed three times again, and the other party was still unmoved.
Then, Søren lay down with his back to the furthest distance from the man and fell asleep.
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The next morning, as expected, the man disappeared without a trace. It was obvious that he really did not want to see Søren again, even though he had already saved Søren twice.
But, if he was heading in the right direction, then they would meet again in the third temple tonight.
Today was the third day in the bloody maze city, and Søren continued to move forward according to the direction of the ghostly voice.
Sure enough, on the third night, the two of them met again in the temple.
It was very tacit, and the two of them occupied two different corners of the temple, without any communication.
After daybreak, he left first, and the two of them definitely did not travel together.
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The fourth day!
Søren continued to follow the guidance of the bewitching voice, and kept moving forward, forward, and forward!
Then, suddenly, the guidance stopped.
Søren looked up, and in front of him was a boundless sea of blood!
After four days of trekking, he finally passed through the dangerous blood shore maze city, and reached the blood sea!
In the middle of the blood sea, there was an ancient and huge temple that seemed to be standing on it, and also seemed to be floating on it.
The Dragon Seal relic was in that temple!
Søren was excited. As long as he obtained the Dragon Seal relic inside, he could save Yan Yan, save Yan Nair, and obtain the Silver Wolf Army.
But, there was no bridge in this vast blood sea, so how should he cross it?
And just at this moment, there was a sudden breeze beside him, and then there was an additional figure!
It was still that bewitchingly beautiful person, the person who saved Søren's life twice.
Søren was very curious. He could only pass through the blood shore maze city with the guidance of the bewitching voice, and according to Eros, he was the only one who could pass through.
Then, how did this bewitchingly beautiful person in front of him do it? Could it be that he was also guided? Impossible!
"This, do you know how to cross this blood sea?" Søren asked.
That person was stunned, and then shook his head.
"I am Søren, what is your name?" Søren asked.
That person was stunned, and hesitated for a moment, and said, "I am called, Jiang Xue!"
Jiang Xue? His surname was actually Jiang?
Søren suddenly thought of a person, an extremely powerful person!
Immediately, Søren thought of another important question.
First, how to cross the blood sea and enter the temple?
Secondly, after entering the temple, there would definitely only be one Dragon Seal relic inside, so who should it belong to?
In terms of fighting strength, even a thousand Søren could not compete with Jiang Xue.
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